Ye Changqing unleashed his Life-Draining Ultimate Skill once more. Just a sliver of the Great Dao Will was enough to leave Daoist Randeng and Grand Master Xuandu struggling to breathe.
Guang Chengzi summoned the Fan Tian Seal and fought desperately to resist, but he still couldn't straighten his proud back.
Crack! Crack!
"Ah!"
The sounds of bones breaking and their screams rang out without end.
A few breaths later, Ye Changqing could no longer hold on, and the aura around him plummeted.
The Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect and Grand Master Xuandu seized the opportunity and fled in every direction.
Although Ye Changqing looked terribly weak now, who knew whether he might drag one of them down with him if he fought to the bitter end?
Daoist Randeng had fallen from the clouds earlier, but he was nowhere to be seen on Three Immortal Island. He had probably escaped long ago using Water Escape.
The Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect also used their signature techniques, fleeing in different directions.
In the blink of an eye, True Person Huang Long had escaped to the surface of the sea, and his heart leaped with joy.
He was a Dragon Clan member, just as his name suggested. Once he reached the water, no one would be able to catch him.
"Catch him!"
Ignoring his injuries, Ye Changqing hurriedly ordered Zhao Gongming and San Xiao.
The first rule of Jie Cult: Pick on the weakest!
True Person Huang Long was the weakest of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect and had no presence to speak of.
The teachings of Chan Sect were to expound the Heavenly Dao to all living beings.
And Venerable Primordial claimed to be of the Pangu Orthodox Lineage, looking down on those beings covered in fur and bearing horns.
Thus, Venerable Primordial had taken True Person Huang Long as a disciple simply to silence the complaints of the people of the world.
In truth, Laozi had taken Grand Master Xuandu as a disciple for the same reason.
As a mere filler, True Person Huang Long naturally didn't catch Venerable Primordial's eye. He hadn't even received a single magic treasure.
In the future Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, True Person Huang Long would become the "Four-Nothing True Person."
No magic treasure, no disciples, no brains, no achievements.
True Person Huang Long transformed into a ten-thousand-zhang yellow dragon in midair and charged toward the sea with all his might.
Suddenly, the waves that had been surging froze in midair, and the surface of the sea went still in an instant.
It was as though time had stopped!
True Person Huang Long plunged headfirst into the sea, only to hit it face-first. The surface had become as hard as stone.
What was going on?
Before he could think it through, two golden flood dragons, one yin and one yang, twisted around each other as they rushed toward him.
True Person Huang Long's expression changed. He recognized San Xiao's magic treasure, the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors.
The scissors were two flood dragons, born from the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth and nourished by the essence of the sun and moon.
They rose into the air and swooped up and down, their bodies shielded by auspicious clouds. Their heads came together like blades, while their tails crossed like handles.
Once unleashed, they were immensely powerful. With a single snip, their target would be cut in two, with no way to resist.
True Person Huang Long hurriedly returned to human form and raised an immortal sword to fend off the two flood dragons.
With a crack, the sword broke in two, leaving him no time to react.
"Ah!"
After a scream, the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors cut True Person Huang Long in half. His lower body fell onto the sea and burst into a cloud of blood.
"Senior Disciple Brother Ye, spare me!"
Faced with death, True Person Huang Long had no choice but to beg for mercy.
The Golden Flood Dragon Scissors had reverted to their magic treasure form and clamped around his head. One wrong move, and he would be dead on the spot.
"Bring him here!"
Ye Changqing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and ordered Zhao Gongming.
Following his Senior Disciple Brother's command, Zhao Gongming recalled the Sea-Calming Divine Pearls from the sea, sealed True Person Huang Long's magic power, and brought him before Ye Changqing.
Bang!
Ye Changqing struck the Jade Coffin sent by Chan Sect earlier with his palm, blasting it to pieces.
True Person Huang Long shuddered and hurriedly begged for mercy. He tried to kowtow, only to remember that he no longer had a lower body.
"Huang Long, I remember you're from the Dragon Clan, right?"
"You haven't had an easy time in Chan Sect, have you?"
At Ye Changqing's words, True Person Huang Long's trembling stopped abruptly. He even forgot the pain of losing half his body.
Among the Dragon Clan, he had been bullied by his own people because of his lowly bloodline.
On Kunlun Mountain, his master had looked down on him because of his origins, and his fellow disciples had all scorned him.
Thinking of all the grievances he had suffered over the years, True Person Huang Long felt his nose sting.
He stared blankly at Ye Changqing, not knowing what he intended to do.
Ye Changqing casually tossed him a pill and told him to regrow his legs.
The reason Ye Changqing treated True Person Huang Long this way was that he had not shed the blood of any Jie Sect Disciple.
He would show no mercy to any of the other Eleven Golden Immortals of Chan Sect.
Ye Changqing had loved the three-thousand-li Peach Blossom Forest on Three Immortal Island, but it had been destroyed by Guang Chengzi's Fan Tian Seal.
Since True Person Huang Long belonged to the same sect as him, restoring the Peach Blossom Forest was only right.
True Person Huang Long stared at the three-thousand-li Peach Blossom Forest, speechless. Was this supposed to be a punishment?
He transformed back into his Dragon Clan form and summoned clouds and rain in the sky. In the blink of an eye, the peach blossoms bloomed again.
Ye Changqing also kept his word and let him leave.
After seeing True Person Huang Long off, Ye Changqing finally couldn't hold back and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Others spent money to cultivate, but for him, it had become a matter of spending his life.
Unleashing the Great Dao Will twice in a row had caused his already unstable Primordial Spirit to begin collapsing, and his True Spirit had also been greatly depleted.
Now, he had only seventy or eighty years of life left.
He had to speed up his plans!
By the time True Person Huang Long's screams rang out, everyone else had already escaped the Eastern Sea.
At the shore of the Eastern Sea, Daoist Randeng had been waiting for them for some time.
"Damn Ye Changqing!"
He had barely finished cursing when he heard an ox bellow. Grand Master Xuandu came flying over on Green Ox, looking utterly bedraggled.
Daoist Randeng glanced at the Taiji Diagram floating above his head and couldn't help feeling envious.
As expected of the Human Sect's only heir!
A moment later, the other eleven Golden Immortals returned from all directions. Only True Person Huang Long was missing.
"Teacher, what should we do now?"
True Lord Qingxu Daode asked Daoist Randeng, his face clouded with worry.
They had originally planned to get their revenge this time, but not only had they lost face again, they had also lost one of their own.
How were they supposed to explain this to Venerable Primordial when they returned?
Daoist Randeng looked troubled too. He closed his eyes and considered a solution.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he fixed his gaze on Grand Master Xuandu.
Since Ye Changqing was already nearing the end of his life, why not help him along?
Grand Master Xuandu was skilled in alchemy, so he could naturally concoct poison as well.
A vial of potion that accelerated the dissipation of one's True Spirit would make it impossible for Ye Changqing to survive.
A trace of viciousness showed in Daoist Randeng's eyes as he stroked his beard and swept his gaze over the Chan Sect disciples present.
Who should he send?
As he hesitated, a giant dragon appeared where sea and sky met. Who else could it be but the captured Yellow Dragon Daoist?
He had it!
Daoist Randeng's eyes lit up. No one could be more suitable than True Person Huang Long!
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